I Love You, Mother Teacher

The Part 26

Two people who are kasmaran wake up late, after the achievement of climbing the summit of nirvana together.

Shofie squirms because her body feels sore all. He woke up when he felt something was falling on his stomach. Slowly the eye opened, adjusting to the light that entered the room size four times four.

"Thurghhh!" shofie screams when she realizes that without a thread covering her body. Increasingly surprised again when he saw the state of Raka like a baby who had just been born.

Raka also sat leaning on the headboard of the bed because it was still sleepy but the wife was already noisy.

"What's wrong? Why are you yelling so strongly?" raka asked occasionally yawn.

"Let's!" Shofie screamed again as she moved, feeling her core sore and swollen.

Seeing the woman he loved in pain, Raka immediately jumped down and looked for pants. Raka hurriedly put on her pants and approached the wife.

"What did we do last night, Raka?" shofie asked with a blank look.

"What we did last night was not a sin, but a fight. We are legally husband and wife, it is only natural to do this 'that'," replied Raka calmly.

"Do you want to repeat what we did last night ? You are so amazing" continued Raka with a whisper behind her ear that made Shofie bristle.

Raka hugged the wife's innocent body, making their skin meet each other and rub against each other. Raka started sniffing Shofie's neck and back body.

"I want some more. You're like a drug that makes me opiate about your body." Raka touched the wife's body using her hands and lips.

"A-I'm going to go to the bathroom first" Shofie subtly refused because his core still hurt after the goal break last night.

Shofie feels annoyed at herself, her mouth refusing but her body longs for every touch of Raka. Finally, last night happened again.

"Hah. hah..," Raka's breath is still hunting after scoring a goal again for the next time. The young man's energy was extraordinary, making the wife overwhelmed to compensate.

"Thank you, honey. You are still narrow, even though I have repeatedly entered," said Raka after her breathing was regular.

Shofie's face blushed for a moment when she heard the muttering from her husband.

"Not mine is narrow, but yours is over-size deh keknya," said Shofie timidly.

Naturally both of them thought that way, they both did 'that' for the first time. No previous experience so no comparison as a measure.

During the day, the young couple left the inn. Raka takes Shofie back home. However, Sofie rejects him because he is not ready to meet his parents.

Raka brought to the row of shophouses where the place is very strategic, but beautiful. The shophouse had a large courtyard as a parking lot. Not only that, the number of shady trees growing in the courtyard of the shop.

Shofie was fascinated to see the shophouse building equipped with a spacious yard shady. This time he saw a place like this. It is a special attraction for visitors.

Shofie reads a series of letters on the wall of the shop, 'Kafe Restu'. Raka pulls Shofie's hand and brings it in. While walking, Shofie's eyes could not be separated from every piece of writing he saw.

While at the entrance, Shofie stopped his steps. He read the announcement posted on the glass door. The job vacancy at the cafe as waiters, caught his attention.

"See, ask for a job. It's a new cafe, there are usually job openings," Raka replied not entirely lying. Raka had seen the wife read the announcement posted on the door.

"You want to work here? How's your school going if you work here?" Shofie asked a question.

"Who knows if it could be part time? It's good to be able to buy you powder," said Raka grinned so that his eyes only look like a straight line.

"Oh, so you're saying I'm not pretty, right? That's why you told me to dress up and be beautiful. You crocodile!"

Raka gasped when the wife suddenly tore out her horn. He also realized if he had spoken wrongly so as to offend the beloved wife.

"Bu-not that I mean, honey. I know a woman doesn't just serve her husband. He also needs me time, one of them with treatment in the salon. Well, I also want you to be like that," explained Raka so that the anger of the wife subsides.

"No need to wait! I have never been to a beauty clinic or used powder. So, no need to think about powder or care is not important. The important thing is to be able to eat healthy and maintain health!" snickered Shofie, for some reason he suddenly felt annoyed when Raka offended that.

Maybe Shofie feels himself inappropriate, along with Raka who is about four years old. He felt insecure about their age difference. Had Raka been older than him, it might have never existed.

"Honey, all men would want to make his wife always look beautiful and fresh, in addition to being met all the needs of course. To get it all is not free. Hence, I have to work and work to meet all our needs."

Raka stopped her words when she saw the face of the wife who was raining tears. His outstretched hand wiped the tears on Shofie's cheek.

"I'm sorry, if my words offend you. I don't mean to offend or hurt you. Don't cry anymore, I can't see you crying" Raka said, grabbing Shofie's body into her arms.

Shofie hugged her husband tightly. Her crying broke in the husband's warm embrace.

"Sorry" whispered Raka as she rubbed Shofie's back.

"Raka, Raka, how many days have been bini lo, already made cry!" There was a sound coming from behind Raka's back.

Raka took off her embrace and turned her head towards the familiar voice.

"Ah, Mr RT! I'm going to be embarrassed" Raka said in the play.

Where there is shame Raka, who there he is proud to take the wife to his cafe. Yes, the cafe is Raka's new attempt to show the in-laws, if she deserves to be with Shofie.

"Geely, the new cake knows you in an hour! Urat shame lo it's been broken, since you first saw bini lo in the market!" mister RT's teasing chuckled and was responded to with Raka's loose laughter.

"You know what, Bang?" chirps Fathur who suddenly stood behind Mr. RT.

Fathur and Anto are currently working, helping Raka at the cafe. Raka deliberately invites Fathur and Anto, so that there are those who supervise the cafe if Raka and Pak RT are not present.

"Lo this is Thur! It could have hurt people!"

"Sir Boss, the list of inter-service orders has piled up. When's kerjain?" tanya Maya who served as the cashier.

"Sir Boss? Meaning what?"